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Of Dragons and Riders Private Rp w/ Mikaa
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Private RP → Of Dragons and Riders Private Rp w/ Mikaa"Anyway, I'll fetch you some food so that you girls have some Time for yourselves.", he stated, making his Way back to the Kitchen After waving Goodbye.
"DON'T YOU DARE PUTTING A BURPLE-PEPPER INTO THAT!", he yelled at his sister, who was holding a purple-blueish pepper over the pot.
The girl hid the vegetable behind her back, making an innocent Face.
"I don't know what you mean... dinner just got ready.", she said, looking interested at the ceiling to avoid eye-contact.
Beat sighed, grabbing the spoon Needle was offering him. The Dragon held it in his mouth, tail-wagging.
"I know you helped.", Beat stated with a Smile and rubbed the Speedstingers head gently.
Then he tried the soup.
"It's... a little salty.", he said, but grabbed two eating-bowls anyway.
After he was done, he carried a tablet with four bowls, two tankards and a backpack upstairs.
He carefully Knocked, not to let his stuff Fall.
"May I come in?", he asked.
"Of course I have some Dinner for the fearsome Nightfury as well!", he said with a chuckle, putting a few fish from his bag into the bowl and in Front of her, while handing a bowl with Stew to the young woman.
"It's a little salty, my sister isn't very Good at this yet.", he said apologetic. "And this is some fresh Mepple cider! Don't worry, it has no alcohol in it yet."
After he Made Sure the girls had anything, he opened the Window, putting the other fishbowl in Front of it.
Afterwards, he Sat down on the carpet to eat his own bowl of stew.
It didn't took long and a familiar boney face snatched some fish through the Windows, growling contentely.
He paused, grinning at the intently listening Boneknapper.
"Our luck was that we found an old Treasure place from a Sandbuster. The poor thing was already dead and bones, but we had fallen into its trap anyway.
To make things short: Thorax was After a few bones and of course we helped him! He was so happy afterwards that he flew us home."
He smiled, Ending his story:
"And he stayed, because of the Sanctuary and my Dragon treats!"
[AN: -Beat would Crush anyone in eating Challenges. Anyone!
- Skittish's way of telling the Story IS Way better. Kids would Love her Stories back at the Village!]
"Yeah, I'm still alive. Not licked to Death yet.", Beat stated, letting himself be pushed to the Window.
"Nightfuries are striker-class, which is rare. Of course it would be a Shame not to use that given talent, although I Think a Dragon shouldn't have to fight all the Time... that's Why we Made Sanctuaries like this one in the First place.", he agreed.
He took a small pouch from his belt and opened it.
Immediatly, Thorax' eyes were fokussed on the young man, as he took out a small dumpling.
He offered it to Whisp, patting the big dragon's neck.
"Ladies First.", he halfheartly scolded.
"I don't Think That jealousy is a Bad thing. After all you're the only person left for her.", he pointed out.
Thorax yawned. The big dragon decided that he hae enough for Today and nudged the girl One more Time before leaving.
"I guess we should all get some Sleep?", Beat wondered, feeling a little tired himself After all what had happened.
She Made her way through trees and bushes To a cave on the beachside.
From the Sounds, she could her that her Next patient was already up as well.
Beat and Needle are Lucky enough To be still asleep, as well as Thorax.
The day guard, already Instructed by Skittish, Made their ways around the Island.
She just shrugged and entered the cave, greeted by a mixture of feral growling and happy squealing.
"Look, I brought you Breakfast Honeybunch!", she said, trying to smile but it ended in a yawn again.
Immediatly, she had a curious Sweettooth-dragon in her face, sniffing all over her hair and head.
"Shuuush, I'm fine!", she grumbled, shoveing the head away.
It only moved when she put down the bucket.
"Extremities Check.", Skittish demanded and the Dragon lifted its head, wings, feet and tail for her to Check.
Only when done, it was allowed to eat.
While it was slurping and slobbering, she Made a quick escape, heading to the acres to Check on the Gronckles.
Beat was slowly Waking up, grabbing his trousers.
A hiss startled him.
"Sheesh... get your own Pants.", he tiredly scolded Needle, who climbed into the warm bed to snooze some more.
"Lucky Lizard.", Beat yawned, making his way downstairs into the kitchen.
[AN: Guess who forgot his shirt... :'D It's going to be a cold morning for him.]